Mothers of Mist

My enemies have magic. I need more.

I upgraded my tired old body for a flashy younger version. Turning back the clock has benefits, and I use my new magic to help the vulnerable. It's good, but it's not enough. It's never enough.

Thea, the leader of the secret society I work for, has found another magical artifact. I don't trust her. Her followers are too compliant to believe. What's more, the magic she wields is more sinister than I knew existed. With the artifact in her grasp, her control over others would be absolute.

With my future uncertain and my past haunting me, the artifact's power lures me like a desert traveler to an oasis. More power is the only way my mind might escape Thea's ominous takeover. But will I give up more than I gain?